Watch it scream!

Eyelids scrutinize in this portrait of idolatry and rot

Her body so fragile, now in post-mortal hands

I am retouching the essence of feminine refinement

All soothing scalpel guided me to my vision

The era of the vane lilled the beauty of creation

Motionless

Paralyzed with awe

Your face

A canvas untouched

Blooming like a cancer, narcissistic nightmare

Maleficient and repulsed at your own sight

Eyelids scrutinize in this portrait of idolatry and rot

Her body so fragile, now broken by my hands

I am retouching to the essence of repulsion

What is vanity but a shell yearning to be cracked

A shattered dream chased by the misfortuned

Aging atrociously, accelerated by a vision

A vision of skin consumed

The era of the vane killed the beauty of creation

Blatant display of plasticine horror

And the big mass is impressed

You are so beautiful, crafted by the finest hands

Torn apart by the finest tools

Put back together like a menstrual soup

You are so beautiful

Lit disgust to my eyes at dusk

You are so pitiful

Your face tainted and deformed

Eyelids scrutinize in this portrait of idolatry and rot

Her body so fragile, now broken by my hands

I am retouching in a tell-tale of drama caught